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I heard Bronco cry out, then nothing.

“Get them out of here and take care of things,” Goodyear ordered. “I have an appointment to get to, then I need to be back for the big fight tonight.” He sounded excited.

Heart fluttering like a frightened bird, I chanced another look.

I saw Goodyear’s men dragging Gloria and Bronco’s bodies out the back door. Goodyear just watched with a faint smile.

My escape route was gone. I couldn’t go out this way.

And I couldn’t let Goodyear see me.

Quickly, I jogged back down the hallway. There was no way I could make it out the front. Goodyear had guards out there. Maybe I could find a window?—

I rammed into a hard body and stumbled back.

“What the fuck are you doing out here?”

It was another one of Goodyear’s men. One who’d locked me in the room earlier. He didn’t wait for an answer. He grabbed my ponytail and yanked me down the corridor.

Pain exploded through my scalp and tears filled my eyes.

Without any ceremony, he tossed me back in the room. I lost my balance and hit the floor. Pain flared in my hip.

He disappeared out the door, then reappeared holding a black dress. “You need to wear this tonight.” He tossed it at me.

I caught the cheap satin. The dress had tiny straps and was short. Very short. It was designed to show off everything. He tossed a pair of cheap, strappy high heels at me.

I swallowed, my stomach hollowing out. There was no way for me to escape.

Tonight, I’d be the prize for Anton to win.

“Who…who’s fighting tonight?”

“Rampage,” the guard said with an ugly smile.

“And?”

“The Wolf.” He strode out the door. It slammed behind him, and this time, I heard the lock click.

But as I sat there, the dress clenched in my hand, I felt a tiny shred of hope.

The Wolf.

Cole Black was one of the best fighters in the ring. He didn’t fight all the time, but when he did, he always won and the crowd loved him.

Anton had lost to him recently and had been enraged. He was desperate for a rematch.

I hugged the stupid dress to my chest. I’d spoken with Cole a couple of times. He was quiet, a little scary, but he seemed decent.

I needed the Wolf to win.

He was my only chance.

CHAPTER 2

COLE

Iwound the wraps around my wrist and thumb. I wanted to secure my wrist but keep my knuckles free for maximum impact.